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Nottamun Town

Nottamun Town
Traditional


Harmonica & guitar
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Composer
Traditional
Traditional
Instrumentation

Harmonica & guitar

Style

Folk

Arranger
Traditional
Bizzarri, Bruno (1956 - )
KeyD minor
LyricistanonymousAnonymous
LangageEnglish
DateXV secolo
CopyrightPublic Domain
"Nottamun Town" è una canzone popolare inglese presumibilmente risalente al tardo periodo medievale. E' molto popolare anche negli Stati Uniti nella zona dei monti Appalachi. Si ipotizza che "Nottamun" sia una contrazione della parola "Nottingham". Bob Dylan utilizzò la melodia di "Nottamun Town" nella sua canzone "Masters of War".
Added by brunobizzarri, 27 Jul 2022

LYRICS
In fair Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down
To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town

I rode a grey horse, a mule roany mare
Grey mane and grey tail, green striped on his back
Grey mane and grey tail, green striped on his back
There wa'nt a hair on her be-what was coal black

She stood so still, She threw me to the dirt
She tore -a my hide, and she bruised my shirt
From saddle to stirrup I mounted again
And on our ten toes we rode over the plain

Met the King and the Queen and the company more
Came a riding behind and a walking before
Come a stark naked drummer, -a beating a drum
With his heels in his bosom come marching along

They laughed and they smiled, not a soul did look gay
They talked all the while, not a word they did say
I bought me a quart to drive gladness away
And to stifle the dust, for it rained the whole day

Sat down on a hard, hot cold frozen stone
Ten thousand stood round me yet I's alone
Took my hat in my hand, for to keep my head warm
Ten thousand got drowned that never was born

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